Wrong, I hate animals. Sorry, people, the majority of the world's creatures make me violently allergic. Plus, the ones that don't usually insist on smelling terrible or "showing affection" by climbing all over you and mashing your genitals. No thanks.
Regardless, just because I'm no animal lover doesn't mean I'm going to force the boyos to be the same. With that in mind, we packed up the Kia and headed to a local animal shelter/farm the other day.
Let the cuteness begin:
Despite having a new tooth coming in and being insanely frustrated with the limitations of his ten month old body, Jakey was able to take a moment to be insanely adorable with the horses.
Graham had no such issues and quickly made some new friends, including this guy. He actually kissed him after this, which I watched with equal parts wonder, pride, affection and "please, horse, don't bite his face off".
Finally, what trip to the farm would be complete without the ceremonial picture taken beneath the mammoth cow statue?
True story - as I got them to pose underneath this thing, Graham said "daddy, why is this here?" And frankly, it was harder to try and explain than the gay penguins.
God bless America.
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